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[ Living together with TRIGGER wasn't something he thought he would ever do, and if asked this time last year, he would have said that it was impossible. But, the way things have aligned were impossibly less than perfect, and here they are -- A month or so into living together in the same house. There have been spats, of course, but -- ... He wishes he could say that it was as impossible as he thought it would be. It's warm, here. Interactions when waking up and going to sleep and eating and coming home are less stilted. It's almost as if he can take his mask off when behind closed doors -- Not just the one of the perfect Modern-day Angel, but the sharp and cold and uncaring one covering up everything he's pushed down.

It's a saturday that they don't have anything lined up for work. Kaoru won't let him go out and do anything, tells him he needs time to himself to unwind, less he wants to end up in the hospital again. This has him idly straightening things up around the house, making stir-crazy circles in absence of anything else to do. Gaku's left a jacket in the living room, and after making a snide comment about his organizational skills to nobody but himself, he opts to bringing it back to his room for him.

Like a proper older sibling, he knocks and immediately lets himself in, with little respect for what the man inside could be doing. ]

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[Gaku's not trying to discourage Tenn or through him too off kilter, when it's obvious that he's actually dealing with some learning curve to this. under normal circumstances, it'd be something to tease him about, because how often does Tenn not take to something immediately? he might even do it later, but for now, his dick is still in Tenn's mouth, and he has a strong feeling that if he tries to dissuade him from this again he might actually upset Tenn.]

Don't ... use your teeth without warning someone. What you were doing before was good.

[ He gives a soft huff against the obstruction in his mouth, before pulling back off of it. ...What he was doing before was good, but- obviously, not good enough to get Gaku to react. Tenn waits a beat before he adjusts himself slightly, looking up at Gaku. ]

I told you to stop holding back.

...

'You're cuter when you're honest'.

Hah? Since when am I cute?

[Gaku recognizes the line instantly, and takes some small offense to Tenn turning it on him. he's not the one with deeply ingrained image issues, and besides, it's hard to work up to any good reactions when his dick still remembers the feeling of Tenn's teeth.]

It's -

[ He wanted Gaku to react to that, too! This is getting unfair! He presses his lips together hard in an angry pout, but -- an inescapable blush creeps across his cheeks because he knows that in this moment, it's either admitting defeat (impossible) or admitting his feelings (impossible) but -

... One of them might stop this. One of them is only going to egg it further. ]

...

When you get like that - ... Hungry. When you lose yourself and start acting like the world would fall away if you couldn't have me.

...It's good.

[it's aggravating, how briefly this little affair has been going on between the two of them, yet that seems to have done nothing to impede Tenn's ability to read into Gaku's desires and pick out the exact response that would keep him going in this situation.

it didn't mean that Gaku wasn't still going to fall for it immediately— but he could at least be annoyed about it, a more familiar emotion that softens the edge of his affection and arousal effectively.]

You want it like that? Take your hands off it, then. I'll show you what to do.

[ Saying that was so supremely embarrassing, really -- but, he takes his hands away, placing them on his thighs, looking up and waiting. It's ... hard not to turn his head and look away and pout, but -- ... He's going to need his mouth, and even thinking that is also so embarrassing that there's a fraction of the thought to push Gaku out of his bedroom, but - ... it's almost completely clouded with desire. ]

[it's telling that Tenn's not trying to make some remark about Gaku's lines being too cliched. which works for Gaku, letting him feel less embarrassed when he reaches out to grab Tenn's chin, pressing a thumb to his lips before forcing his mouth open.]

Mind your teeth this time.

[he puts his other hand down on his cock, pumping it twice to get it back up to full hardness before he leans forward, beginning to feed Tenn his dick.]

[ His only protest is the thought that using his teeth was on purpose, he has enough control over his mouth that he using going to use them unless he wants to, who does Gaku think he is--

But, obviously, that's not voiced. Tenn is both too embarrassed, and too distracted by the electricity that sparks across his skin when Gaku is more --- ... active. He holds back a shudder when his mouth is opened for him, and can't hold back the soft sound that he makes as Gaku's cock is pressed into his mouth ]

[Tenn's noises are encouraging, the small movements he makes when Gaku slides his cock into his mouth only amplifying his arousal. he moves his thumb after his dick is most of the way in, giving Tenn a moment to adjust while he moves his hand back to grab at Tenn's hair again, not exactly ungentle, but with enough force that he can put Tenn where he wants to with little effort.

which is exactly what he does, a beat later, tugging him further onto his cock, the movement short enough that it won't put Tenn in danger of chocking but still more than enough to give him an idea of Gaku's angling for.]

[ gaku having this much control over him is ... unbelievably erotic. he always keeps such a tight leash on himself, strictly controlling everything from how his body looks to how he feels. letting someone else have that and control him is -- both terrifying and exhilarating. it amplifies every action he does, makes it hard for Tenn to react with anything but gasps and moans and trembles.

As he's pushed down further onto gaku's cock he presses his tongue roughly against the length of it. he's -- good with his tongue, he knows that much, and is really just riding on that, here. ]

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[Gaku can't suppress a throaty groan when Tenn starts using his tongue again. combined with the sensation of his lips being dragged over his cock, it's already starting to feel more like an actual blow job. he's a pretty simple guy, when it comes down it, and the way Tenn's eyelashes flutter with each pull that drags his mouth further onto Gaku's cock is doing more than enough to get him acutely interested again.]

Keep ... doing that. You can push me off if it's too much.

[there's significantly more gravel in Gaku's voice when he speaks, this time. it also serves as a warning for his next movements— abruptly tugging Tenn off of his dick and then back on it again, a harsh motion that's shallow enough not to immediately make Tenn choke, but still deep enough to make Gaku's hips twitch in anticipation of more.]

[ When he's pulled off and immedietly shoved back on, he can't help but give a sound of surprise -- ... He asked Gaku to be more active, he told him to act on his hunger, more, but - ... That doesn't make sudden actions like that not startling. Moving his hands from their place on his legs, Tenn grasps at Gaku's legs to steady himself, complying with keeping up the use of his tongue. It presses hard against Gaku's cock like he's stroking it, swivels around and gives him attention.

Hearing Gaku groan, feeling him twitch -- that's what Tenn wants. It's good, seeing him come apart at the seams, like this. ]

[Tenn's tongue feels good, the way he's forced to cling to his legs to steady himself only adding to that heady feeling of pleasure finally beginning to creep over him. he repeats the motion of pulling Tenn off and then back on, slightly deeper this time, his hand tightening in Tenn's hair.]

Suck. [it's a command, Gaku's eyes burning as he looks down at Tenn.]

[ ---He can tell that he's getting used to this, getting better. It's - still embarrassing, he's still flushed - his skin still electric from how exhilarating this is. But --

...It's better knowing there isn't something he's bad at.

The intensity in Gaku's eyes when he looks down at him is arousing. This is what he wanted -- This is how Tenn wanted to see him. Hungry and desperate and for him in particular. He complies with the command, sucking in as he pulls himself off, wet and slick, before dipping back in with his own hunger. ]

[the sensations are starting to mount, pleasure curling along Gaku's nerves as it becomes harder and harder to keep his hips still, especially when Tenn starts to move on his own. the feeling of the silken heat of his mouth around his cock overwhelms Gaku's other senses, lets him lose himself in his desire for Tenn everything else around him is gradually stripped away.]

That's— good. Keep going.

[ He keeps it up, for a few moments more -- He gets what to do, now. He can feel what makes Gaku react, can tell what mistakes he was making before and knows how to fix them. ...Of course, after all, he's Kujou Tenn -- even if he had a rough time, he's still aggravatingly good at just about anything.

Then-- he pulls off, for a moment. It's slow and methodical and a string of saliva trails between the tip of Gaku's dick and Tenn's mouth before he licks his lips, locking eyes with Gaku. ]

When you finish, do you want to do it in my mouth, or on my face?

[ ...He's acting, again, to try and cover up just how obscenely embarrassing that was, but -- ... He's still blushing, even if he's making a cheeky face. ]

[it was really only going to be a matter of time before Tenn picked up on things. as much as Gaku likes to tell him there's no way he can really be instantly perfect at everything he tries, they both know that given enough time Tenn can pick up basically anything. the improved movements of his mouth and tongue are proof of that, and by the time Tenn pulls back, Gaku's well edging into climax.

and Tenn's little display pushes him the rest of the way. he pumps the hand still holding on to the base of his cock along his shaft, just once, white splattering over Tenn's lips and cheeks as Gaku comes with a unrestrained moan.]

[ --He wanted an actual, verbal answer. He wanted to see Gaku get flustered over the question, wanted to make him pick one and say it. This -- ... Certainly was Gaku picking an answer, it was making him choose but --

It just happening catches Tenn off-guard, and he can't help but flinch just slightly as Gaku's seed splatters on his face.

He knows what to do, next, from the ... research he'd done prior to this, even if it's embarrassing. Looking up to Gaku with a flustered expression, he licks the cum off of his lips, trying to reign in how obscene and lewd this is. ]

Fuck, you're so—

[Gaku is practically breathless, mind still buzzing from the aftershocks of his orgasm. he barely has the mental capacity to process what Tenn's doing, can only stare dumbly as Tenn licks Gaku's come off of his lips. just what kind of stuff was he looking at while he was home all day? the way Tenn holds his gaze is magnetic, too intoxicating, and it's a struggle to break even after he's put his tongue back in his mouth.]

Give me more of a warning, next time.

Give you more of a warning?

[ His lips tuck into a frown, and he brings a hand up to wipe away at the stickiness on his face that he can't reach with his tongue. ...He doesn't get up, though, yet - still staying on his knees in front of Gaku. He likes the way he's being looked at, and wants to prolong it as long as he can. ]

My mouth was busy.

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You could've used your hands.

[Tenn wasn't doing anything with those. Gaku tries to deepen his frown, trying not to get distracted by Tenn wiping away the last of the come still on his face. there's a strong part of him that wants to reach out, smear it further across Tenn's lips, but that's— a little too spicy for Gaku's tender romantic heart.

he grabs Tenn's arms instead, pulling him up off of his knees to kiss him, taking a step forward at the same time to press him up against the edge of that desk that's still there.]

[ ...He was worried that Gaku wouldn't kiss him, after that. That after sucking him off, his mouth would be dirty and off limits. So - when he's pulled up, manhandled, pressed up against and trapped against Gaku and the desk, he can't hold back a shudder - he can't hold back a gasping moan into the other man's mouth.

He brings his hands up to cup them against Gaku's jaw - to pull him and keep him as close as possible. Tenn wants right now -- it's a feeling he's still not used to and still doesn't like feeling but he's too turned on to navigate through the minefield of his thoughts. ]

[if anything, the fact that Tenn's mouth was on his dick just a few seconds ago is a turn on. the sharp taste of precum still lingers in Tenn's mouth when Gaku pushes his tongue in past his lips, and while it's not exactly present, it is lingering proof of what they did, what Tenn did of his own volition, because he wanted Gaku so badly.

once Tenn's pinned neatly against the desk, Gaku lets his hands fall, dropping down to Tenn's legs instead. there's an undeniable thrill that rushes through him when he runs his palms up Tenn's thighs, feeling where the fabric of his stockings end and his bare skin begins. he grabs one of Tenn's legs, pulling it up, encouraging him to wrap it around his waist while he continues to kiss him hungrily.]

[ He's glad that Gaku is enjoying his outfit -- this was specifically tailored to his tastes, after all. ...He wonders, idly, if Gaku has noticed that. The thought isn't too concrete, though, as his mind wanders in and out of blankness through this kiss, through his touches. He complies easily when Gaku moves him, wrapping his leg tightly around his waist and immedietly grinding against him.

...He's achingly hard, through his silky, lacy, black panties -- Embarrassingly so, for someone who wasn't getting any stimulation, himself. his heart pounds so hard in his chest it's like he'd just finished a show, and even for a second he doesn't intend on letting his and Gaku's bodies have even a centimeter of space between them. ]

[the feeling of Tenn's erection pressing into his hip is enough to draw a low groan from Gaku's throat, prompting him to quickly shove one of his hands in between the two of them, still under Tenn's skirt, to grab him through the silky fabric.

his mind should be clearer after his own orgasm, at least enough to make some sort of plan of action, but he wants too much right now— Tenn clinging to him like he is now, Tenn spread out on the table, Tenn hot in his hand or the feeling of Tenn around him— Gaku's more than a little overwhelmed from the possibilities. he can only give Tenn a short pump of his fist at the moment, biting at his lips while his logic and lust battle it out.]